Last night I had one of my evenings of sleepless dreams. I'm always perplexed after a night like this. I feel like I haven't slept. I'm active and completely aware of both my dreams and position in my bed. Flipping and turning, reminding myself all the things I told myself before I went to bed. Dreaming out the next day. Telling myself that I need to sleep, when I'm actually already asleep and know it.
The funny thing is, that after a night like that, I am usually up before the dawn and then often don't feel the effects of no sleep. Quite the opposite. So I feel perplexed, get up and read. I'm feeling a little under the weather. My throat has been sore for a while - not surprising since I've been driving with the top down so much. It's breakfast early with Suzanna before she heads north to Laguna Seca for the races. I'm not hard core biker chick for them, but I may have the nighthawk all cleaned up by the time she gets back. That's a good goal.
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